Nebraska Newspapers

    WltLY WAS TOO LIBERAL
Oversupply of Alcoholic 6tlmulantt
Disturbed Schedule of Funeral
Arrangement.
1 Dean Ramsay's memoirs contain an
anecdote of an old woman of Straths
pey. Just before her death she so
tmnly Instructed her grand nephew:
"Willy, I'm deoin', and as ye'll hae the
charge o a' I have, mind now that as
much whisky Is to ho used at my fu
neral as thero was at my baptism."
Willy, having no record of the quan
tity consumed at the baptism, decided
to give every mourner aH murh as ho
wished, with tho rrRiilt that the fu
neral procession, having to traverse
ten miles to the churchyard on a
short November day, arrived only at
nightfall.
Then It was discovered that the
mourners, halting at. a wayside Inn,
had rested the coffin on a dyke and
left it there when they resumed their
Journey. The corpse was a day late
n arriving at the grave.
RAW ECZEMA ON HANDS
"I had eczema on my hands for ten
years. I had hree good doctors but
Done of them did any good. I then
used one box of Cuticura Ointment
and three bottles of Cuticura Resolvent
and was completely cured. My hands
were raw all over, inside and .out, and
the eczema was spreading al) over my
body and limbs. Before I had used ono
bottle, together with tho Cuticura
Ointment, my sores were nearly
healed over, and by tho time I had
used tho third bottle, I was entirely
well. To any ono who has any skin
or blood disease I would honestly ad
vise them to fool with nothing else,
but get Cuticura and get well. My
hands have never given me the least
bit of trouble up to now.
"My daughter's hands this summer
became perfectly raw with eczema.
Ehe could get nothing that would do
them any good until she tried Cuti
cura, She used Cuticura Resolvent
and Cuticura Ointment and In two
weeks they were entirely cured. I
have use Cuticura for other members
of my family and it always proved suc
cessful. Mrs. M. E. Falin, Speers
Ferry, Va., Oct 19, 1909."
The Wrong Sort.
An old Irish peasant was one Sun
day sitting In front of his cottage
puffing away furiously at his pipe.
Match after match he lighted, pull
ing hard at the pipe the while, until
at last the ground all round his feet
was Btrewed with struck matches.
"Come In to your dinner, Patsy," at
length called out his wife.
"Faith, and 01 will in a minute, Bid
dy," said he. "Molke Mulrooney has
been a-telllng me that if 01 shmoked
a bit av ghlasa 01 cud see the shpots
on the sun. Ol don't know whether
Moike's been a-fooling mo or whether
Ol've got hold av the wrong kind of
ghlass." Scraps.
Only One Cobb.
Tho morning after Judge Andrew
Cobb, a one time justice of the su
preme court of Georgia, tendered his
resignation, an Atlanta lawyer and a
ehoe drummer sat In tho same seat In
an outgoing train.
The lawyer bought a newspaper and
looked over tho headlines. Then he
turned to the drummer and said:
"Well, I see Cobb has resigned."
"Gee!" said tho drummer. "What
will Detroit do now?" Philadelphia
Saturday Evening Post.
119 Years Old When Ha Died.
j Paddy Blake, who was born at Bal
lyglreen, parish of Kllnasoolagh, coun
ty Clare, Irelund, 119 years ego, has
died in tho Corofln Union hospital.
Paddy had a clear memory of events
that happened a hundred years ago
and was one of those who went to see
panlel O'Connell passing through Bun
ratty Pike on his way to Ennis for
the great election of 1828.
Picturesque Language.
"I'm afraid Are has very poor table
manners."
"Why so."
"A. young reporter says the 'greedy
flames devoured everything In reach
and then licked the paint off an ad
Joining building.' "Birmingham Age
Herald. Reformation.
"You say you are a reformer?"
"Yep," replied the local boss; "of
the deepest dye."
"But you were not always so."
"No. The reformers reformed our
town last year and I want to reform
It back again."
How would it do to try the experi
ment of going to the erring with love,
Instead of law 7 Wouldn't It be a stej
nearer to paradise?
You have got to know a business be
fore you can make a success of It.
No Trouble
A Saucer,
A little Cream,
anc
Post
Toasties
right from the box.
Breakfast in a minute,
and you have a meal $
delightful as it is whole
some. Post Toasties are crisp
and flavoury golden
Iik"own, fluffy bits that al
am t melt in the mouth.
"Xke. Memory Lingers'
POSTUM VEREAL CO.. LTD..
Ijuk Creek, Mich.
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THE QUICKENING
:BY:
FRANCIS
CcpTfltht. 1906.
CHAPTER XVII.- (Continued.)
8)ie looked up at hlrn oppealincly.
"Don't make fun of such thins.
Tom. Love is snored."
"I was never further from making
fun of things In my life. I mean It
with every drop of blood In me. You
snld you dldti't want to II ml me chang
ed; I'm not changed In that, at least."
"You ridiculous boy!" slie said; but
that was only a stop-Rap, and Long
fellow added another by coming to a
stand opposite a vast obstruction of
building material half damming the
white road. "What are you doing here
building more additions?" she asked.
"No," said Tom. "It Is a new plant
plpo foundry."
"Don't tell me we are going to havo
more neighbors In Paradise," she said,
In mock concern.
"I'll tell you something that may
shock you worse than that: the owner
of this new plant has camped down
right next door to Deer Trace."
"flow dreadful! You don't mean
that!"
"Oh, but I do. He's a young man. of
poor but honest parentage, with a large
eye. for the main chance. I shouldn't
be surprised If he took every opportu
nity to make love to you."
How absurd Vou can be. Toml Wh.i
is he?"
"He Is Mr. Caleb Gordon's son. I
think you think you know horn, but
you don't; nobody does."
Hoally, Tom? Have you gone Into
business for yourself? I thought you
hud another year at Boston." '
'I have another year cominir to mo.
but I don't know when I shall get It.
And I am In business for myself;
though perhaps I should bo modest and
call it a firm (lordon & Gordon. I
built this new firm, and It Is all that
has kept Chlawassee from going Into
the sheriff's hands any time during tho
past six months. Duxbury Farley and
his son had deliberately wrecked tho
company."
"You muif not say . such things of
Mr. Farley and and his son to me. If
yoU do, I can't listen."
"You don't believe what I s.-iy?"
"I believe you havo convinced your
self. But you are vlnillctlve;'you know
you are. And I mean to be fair and
Just."
"Tell me ono tiling, Ardea, and may
bo It will shut my mouth. What is
Vincent Farley to you anything more
than leva's brother?"
Another young woman might have
claimed her undoubted right to evado
such a pointed question. Hut Ardea
saw safety only in Instant frankness.
"He has asked me to be big wife
Tom."
"And you have consented?"
"I wonder if I have," she said, hair
musingly. "Don't you know?" he demanded.
And then, "Ardea, I'd rather see you
aeaa anil in your cotlln! You don't
know Vint Farley."
"Don't I? My opportunities have
been very much better than yours,''
she retorted.
"That may be, but I say you don't
know him. He Is a whltert soniilcher."
"But you can not particularize," she
Insisted. "And the evidence is all the
other way."
The evidence Isn't all one-sided,"
he asserted. "If you wero a man. I
could convince you in two minutes that
both of the Kurleys are rascals and
hypocrites."
"Yet they are your father's business
associates," sho reminded him.
Ho saw the hopelessness of any ar
gument on that side, and was silent
again, this time until they had passed
the Deer Trace gates and he had cut
the buggy before the great Greek-pillared
portico of the manor-house.
When he had helped her out, she
thanked him and gave him her hand
Quite In the old way; and he held It
while he asked a single blunt Ques
tion.
ieu me one thing more. Ardea: do
you love Vincent Farley?"
Her swift blush answered him, and
ne aid not wan ror her word.
"That settles Is; you needn't say It In
so many words. I love you love you
as mis man never will, never could
And with half his chance, I could nave
made you love me."
"Don't Tom! please don't," she beg
ged, trying to free her hand.
"I must, for this oneo; then we'll quit
and go back to the former things. You
said a while ago that I was vindictive'
I'll show you that I am not. When the
time comes for me to put my foot on
Vint Farley's neck, I'm going to spare
him for your sake. Then you'll know
what It means to have a man's love.
Qood-by; I'm coming over for a few
minutes this evening If youil lot me.
CHAPTER XV1H.
Brother Japheth had concluded som
business at the new foundry and the
architect who was building the luteal
exienniun iu urn piou-pu noor was
heading across the yard to consult th
young boss. Pettlgruss paused with
his foot In the stirrup to say, "Old Tike
Bryerson s on the rampage ac'ln
folks up at the valley head say he's
a-lookln' ror you, Tom-Jeff."
"For me?" said Tom; then he laugh
ed easily. '"I don't owe him anything,
and I'm not very hard to find. What's
the matter?"
He thought It a little singular at the
time that Jupheth gave him a curious
look and mounted and rode away with
out answering nis question, rtut tho
building activities wero clamoring for
time and attention, and his father was
waiting to consult him about a run of
iron that was not quite up to the pipe
making test requirements. So ho for
got Japheth'a half-accusing glance at
parting, and the Implied warning th.it
had preceded It, until an Incident at
tho day's end reminded him of both.
ine incident turned on the fact of
his walking home. Ordinarily ho struck
work when the furnace whistle blew
riding home with his father behind old
Longfellow; but on this particular
evening Klndcrlimi, the architect, miss
ed his South Tredegar train, and Tom
spent an extra hour with him, dlsci-ss
tng further and future possibilities o
expansion. Klnderllng got away on i
later train, and Tom closed his offlcs
and took the long mile up the pike
a tool in uie auak of the autumn even
Inf. thinking pointedly of many things
mechanical and Industrial, and never
y any cnance rorereachlni to tho
epoch-marking event that was await
log htm at the Woodlawn gat.
Uls hand was upon the latch af the
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ornamental side wicket opening on th-J
home foot-path when a wo:ijan,
crouching In the shadow of the grat
gate pillar, roue suddenly and stood
before him. He did not reeognlzo her
at first; It was nearly dark, and her
head was snoodod In a shawl. Then
she spoke, and he saw that It was Nan
cy P.ryerson a Nan sadly and terri
bly changed, but must much of the
wild-creature of face and form still
renin In in g.
"You done forgot me, Tom-Jeff?" she
asked; and than, at bis start of recog
nition: "I allow I have changed some."
"Surely I haven't forgotten you, Nan.
But you took me by surprise; and I
can't see In the dark any better than
most people. What are you doing down
here In the valley so late In the even
ing?" Ho tried to say It superiorly,
paternally, as an older man might have
said It
"You allow it ain't flttln' for me to bn
out alone after night?" she, with a
hard little laugh. "I reckon it ain't go
In' to hurt me none; anyways, I bad to
come. Paw's beep, red-eyed for a week,
und he's huntln' for you, Tom-Jeff."
"Hunting for me? Well, I'm not very
hard to find," he said, unconsciously re
peating tho answer he had made to the
horse-trader's warning.
"Couldn't you make out to no off
somewheres for a little spell?" she
asked, half-pleadlngly.
"Bun away, you -mean? Hardly; I'm
too busy Just at present. Besides, I
haven't any quarrel with your fajhjs
what's he maJg JxoUbie about now?"
She put her face In her hands, and
though she was silent, he could seo
that sobs were shakbjg her. Being nei
ther more nor less than a man, her
tears made him foolish. Ho put his
arm around her and tried to find the
comforting word.
How Ardea and Miss Kuphrasla, gj
lng the roundabout way from one house
to the other to avoid the dew-wet grass
of the lawns, came fairly within arm's
reach before he saw or heard them, re
mained a thing inexplicable. But when
he looked up they were there. Miss Eu
phrasia straightening herself aloof in
virtuous disapproval, and Ardea look
ing as If some one had suddenly shown
her the head of Medusa.
Tom separated himself from Nan In
hot-hearted confusion and stood as a
culprit taken in the act Nan hid her
face again and turned away. It was
Miss Dabney tho younger who found
words to break tho smarting silence.
"Don't mind us, Mr. Gordon," aha
Raid, icily. "We wero going to Wood
lawn to see If your father and mother
could come over after dinner."
Tom smote himself alive and made
haste to open the foot-path gate for
them. There was nothing more said,
or to be said; but when they wero
conn and hu was onco more alone with
ian. no was lighting desperately with
a very manlike desire to smash some
thing; to relieve tho wrathful pressure
by hurting somebody.
1 ou wire going to tell
mo about
our father," he said, striving to hold
the Interruption as If It had not been,
mu yvi ungung in every nerve to bn
free. "Did you come all the way down
uio mountain to warn mor
I had to come anyway. He run mo
out, paw did."
'Heavens!" ejaculated Tom. Drlek.
ling now with a new sensation. "And
yfcju haven't any place to stay?"
She shook her head.
"No. I was allowln" maybe your
paw'd let me sleep where you-uns keep
the huwsses Jest for a little spell till
I could make out what-all I'm goin' to
do."
He was too rageful to be quite clear
sighted. Yet he conceived that he had
a duty laid on him. Once In the fool
ish, Infatuated long-ago he had told
her he would take care of her; he re
membered It; doubtless she was re
membering it, too. But her suggestion
was not to be considered for a mo
ment "I can't let you go to the stables." hd
objected. "The horse-boys sleep there.
But I'll put a roof over' you, some way.
Walt here a minute till I come back "
His thought was to go to his mother
and ask her help; but half-way to tho
house his Courage failed him. Sines
the breach in spiritual confidence he
had been better able to see the lovable
side of his mother's faith; but he could
not be blind to that quality of hardness
In It which, even in such chastened
souls as Martha Gordon's, finds expres
sion In woman's Inhumanity to woman.
Besides, Ardea and her cousin were
still In the way.
He swung on his heel undecided. On
the hillside back of the new foundry
there was a one-roomed cabin built on
the Gordon land years before by a her
mit watchman of the Chlawassee plant.
It was vacant, and Tom remembered
that the few bits of furniture had not
been removed when the old watchman
died. Would the miserable shack do
for a temporary refuge for tho outcast?
lie concluded It would have to do; and,
muklng a wide circuit of the houaehe
went around to the stables ti f?arris
Longfellow to the buggy. Luckily, the
negroes were all In the detached kitch
en, eating their supper, so he was able
to go and come undetected.
When he drove down to the gate he
found Nan waiting where he had left
her; but now she had a bundle In her
arms. As he got out to swing the
driveway grille, the houso door opened;
a Hood of light from the hall lamp
banded tho lawn, and there were voices
and footsteps on the veranda, lie tiling
a nervous glance over his shoulder; Ar
dea and her cousin were returning
down the foot-pith. Wherefore ho
made haste, meanliu rot to be caught
again. If he could help It. But tho fate
were against him. Longfellow, snatch
ed ruthlessly from his half-emptied lit
box, made equine protest, yawing and
veering and earning himself a savag
cut of t whip before bo consented to
place the buggy at the stone mounting
step. "Quick!" said Tom, flinging the reins
on the dashboard. Chuck your bun
dle under tho seat and climb In!"
But Nan was provukingly slow, and
when she tried to get In with the bun
dle still In her arms, the buggy
hood was In the way. Tom had to help
her, was In the act of lifting her to the
step, when the wicket latch clicked an-1
Ardea and Miss Kuphrasla came out.
They passed on without comment, but
Tom could feel the electric shock of
righteous scorn through the back of his
head. That was why he dravs half-
way to the lower end of the pike beforo
he turned on Nan to say:
"What's In that bundle you're so
careful of? Why don't you put It un
der the seat?"
"I reckon you wouldn't want me ,-
do that, Tom-Jeff," she answered, sim
ply. "Hit's my baby my little Tom."
He was struck dumb. It often hap
pens that In the fiercest storm of gos
sip the one most nearly concerned go.s
his way without so much as suspect
ing that the sun Is hidden. But Tom
had not been exposed to the violence
of the storm. Nan's shame was old.
and the gossip tongues had wagged
themselves weary two years before,
when the child was born. So Tom wjis
quite free to think only of his compan
ion. A great anger rose and swelled
In his heart What scoundrel had
taken advantage' of an Ignorance so
profound as to be the blood sister of
Innocence? He would have given much
to know; and yet the true delicacy of
a manly soul made him hold his peace.
Thus It befell that they drove In si
lence to the deserted cabin on the hill
side; and Tom went down to the foun
dry ofllee and brought a lamp for light.
The cabin was a mere shelter; but
when he would have made excuses,
Nan Btopped him.
"Jilt's as good as I been usen to, as
you know mighty well, Tom-Jeff. I on'y
wisht "
Ho was on his knees at the hearth,
kindling a fire, and ho looked up to
see why she did not finish She was
sitting on tho edge of the old watch
man's rude bed .bowed low over the
sleeping child, and again sobs were
shaking her like an ague fit. There
was something heartrending In this si
lent, wordless anguish; but there was
nothing to be said, and Tom went -n
making tho fire. After a little she sat
up and continued monotonously:
"He wts liken to me thataway, too;
the Man 'at I heard your Uncle Silas
tellln' about one night when I Bot on
the doorstep at Little Zojr He hadn't
no place to lay Hls'n head; not so
much as the red foxes "r the birds
and I hain't"
The blaze was racing up the chim
ney now with a cheerful roar, and Tom
rose to his feet, every good emotion In
him stirring to Its awakenlny.
"Such as Is, Nan, Ujjs pce Is
ynurSj,Xpr as r6Trg"hs you want to stay,"
he said, soberly. And then: "You
straighten things around here to suit
you, and I'll be back In a little while."
He was gone less than half an hour,
but In that shore Interval he lighted
another fire: a blaze of curiosity and
comment to tingle the ears and loosen
the tongues of the circle of loungers In
Hargls' store In Gordonia. He Ignored
the stove-hugging contingent pointedly
while he was giving his curt orders to
the storekeeper; and the contingent
avenged Itself when he was out of
hearing.
"Te-hee!" chuckled Simeon Cantrell
the elder, pursing his lips around tho
stem of his corn-cob pipe; "looks llko
Tom-Jeff was goln' to house-keepln'
rlghl late In the evenln'."
"By gol, I wonder what's doln'?" sa'd
another. "Reckon he's done tuk up
with Nan Bryerson, ofte' all's been said
an done?"
(To be continued.)
THHIRDAY AT HOME. j
When the flr6t city family bought a
place in Lanesboro and went up there
to spend four months, the denizens of
the village looked at them askance,
but before the season was over the
new residents were on friendly terms
with every one. Mrs. Deacon Holland
explained the matter to a visiting
cousin.
"1 gave tueni a little hint, that's
all," she said, cheerfully. "The neigh
bors had nil been to see them and
show their good will, and they'd re
turned the calls the Copes had in
their runabout, as they call It.
"They were running about them
selves, Mrs. Cope and her daughter,
the whole time, It seemed to us folks
that have our own housework to do.
They'd drop in mornings when we
were busy as could be, and early after
noons before we got the work done
up, and then they'd go riding off,
scouring over the country.
"Well, one day they came In on me,
right in the midst of strawberry jam,
and Mrs. Cope said, 'We're thinking
of having an afternoon at home every
week, Mrs. Holland Fridays. We
thought, the good people here would
be pleased with the Idea.'
"Now we read the papers here In
Lanesboro, and we keep up with the
time some, but I saw my chance then,
and I took It. I looked at her Inno
cent as a lamb, and I said:
"As long as you're speaking frank
to me I'll be the same with you they
will be real pleased. Of course we all
like visitors, but still you do have a
kind of comfortable feeling to know
there's a day when nobody will drop
In on you, and find you unprepared.
There's a good many things you are
glad to do at such a time. I take
it real kind of you to let us know.
And for your side of it,' I said, 'I
should, think you'd want one afternoon
to yourselves to do up what little
mending you have, and so on.
"'Folks can't keep on the go all the
week without getting worn out,' I told
her, and then I spoke a Utile firmer.
"'This isn't a fashionable village,'
I said to her, 'and so there won't any
body leave a. card at your Iiouse that
day. Just when you want to be quiet,'
I said. 'I'll pass the word around,
and you'll have Fridays clear, to.kvour
self. We can do our neighborhood
calling other days.'
"She opened her mouth, and then
she shui It. Then bIio put her head
on one side and looked at me, and
then she held out her hand, laughing
a little.
" 'Thank you,' sho said. 'I'm glad
you approve,' and off Bhe went.
"We all like them first rate; they've
learned our ways, and they (It right
Into "em now. I have been known
to take my mending basket and go
over there on Fridays bin 'twas by
special invitation."
MlnlMke of Auxlraliun ( oloulilt.
la the early days, colonists, think
ing to make their surouiidings cnore
homelike. Introduced rabbits. The rub
bit, coming to Australia, Increased
and multiplied at such a rate that it
overspread tho whole continent, and
became a nuisance, to keep which 'a
check tas cost many mill long 0f
pounds, and will yet cost mauy mil
lions more. The Australian rabbit
brings forth its first family of up to
Ulna or ten at the age of three
mouths. Thereafter, the doe produces
the same litter every month.
T
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A NURSERY AUTO.
"h, Vim Joy of a glorious team!
Heating all the powers of steam,
A rrark of the whip end off they j?o.
Through the rain and through the snow.
RABBIT TRAP IS EASILY MADE.
Good Serviceable Affair Can Be Con
structed by Sinking Common
Dry Goods Box in Ground.
A good serviceable rabbit trap can
bo made by sinking a common dry
goods box In the ground to within 6
in. of its top. A hole G or 7 In. square
Is cut in each end level with tho
earth's surface and boxes 18 in. long,
that will just fit are sot in, hung on
pivots, with the longest end outside,
so they will lie horizontal. A rabbit
may noiv look through the two tubes,
says the American Thresherman. The
bait is hung on a string from the top
of the laree box so that it may be seen
and smelled from tho outside. The
rabbit naturally goes into tho holes
nd in this trip there Is nothing lo
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Rabbit In the Trap.
awaken his suspicion. He smells the
bait, squeezes along past the center
of the tube, when It tilts down and
the game Is is shot into the pit, the
tube righting itself at once for an
other catch. The top and sides of
the large box may be covered with
leaves, snow or anything to hide it.
A door placed in the top will enable
the trapper to take out the animals. By
placing a little hay or other food in
th5 bottom of the box the trap need
not be visited oftener than once a
week.
TELEPHONE OF SPIDER WEB
i.arge, Ugly Insect Is Easily Deceived
By Tuning Fork Placed on One
of the Tiny Threads.
A gentleman in Ohio was watch
ing some spiders, when it occurred to
liim to try what effect the sound of
a tuning fork would have upon them.
He suspected that they would take it
.'or the buzzing of a fly.
He selected a large, ugly spider that
had been fensting on (lies for two
months. The spider was at one edge
nf its web. Sounding the fork, the
man touched a thread at the other
Ride and watched the result. Mr. Spi
der had the buzzing sound, conveyed
to him over his telephone wires, but
how was he to know on which partic
ular wire It was traveling?
He ran to the center of the web
very quickly and felt all around un
til ho touched the thread against the
other end of which the fork was
sounding; then, taking another thread
along. Just as a man would take an
extra piece of rope, he rau out to the
fork and sprang upon It
. Then he retreated a little way and
looked at the fork. He was puzzled.
He had expected to find a buzzing fly.
He got on the fork again and danced
with delight. Evidently the sound was
muslo to him.
NEEDLE FLOATING ON WATER
Simplest Way Is to Lay Tiny Piece of
Steel on Tissue Paper Latter
Will Soon Sink.
There are several ways of making
a needle float on the surface of the
water. The simplest way is to place
1 piece of tissue paper on the water
and lay the needle on It; the paper
soon becomes soaked with water and
sinks to the bottom, while the needle
Is left floating on the top.
Another method is to hang the
needle In two slings made of threads,
which must be carefully drawn away
as soon as the needle floats.
If you magnetize a sewing needle by
rubbing It on a fairly strong magnet,
and float it onjhe water, it will make
an extremely tijisitivo compass, and
If you place two needles on the water
at the same time you will see them
Blowly approach each other until they
float side by side; that Is, if they do
not strike together so heavily as to
:auso them to sink.
Drawing Room Blizzard.
To enjoy this game best, go into the
hall, or longest room in the house.
Sometimes the door between two
small rooms may be opened and thus
give plenty of space.
Hi vide the players. Send half to
one end, half to the other. Fasten
two extra ulde tapes near each end
fur goals. For a ball make a large
one of tissue paper. I'laco this ball
in tho middle of the room, and at a
given signal let each player, previous
ly armed with a small fan, try to blow
the ball over the opposite goal. The
niniber of goals to a game must be
planned beforehand, and each success
is scored to the winning side.
This games makes a wonderful lot
of fun, and soon a gray-haired man
and woman can start as earnestly,
blowing away to get the ball over the
other coal as the children are.
QUEEr?.
M!s Aeithn tiiinn snt out In the sun
And faded her pretly pink gown.
Miiiiiriia scolded well, until tee tears fell
In torrents that threatened to drown.
"Your dress Is a slKlit, I declare 11 If
hlte,
rtut wear It you cerlaln'v must!
'Tls a poor recompense, that a clillil 01
your sense.
Is too much of a baby to trust."
Miss Agatha l)unn mt out lr the sun.
In a gown that bn l ono time been pink
"If only I could bring It back oil. I
would!'
Pile cried, and proceeded to think.
Some raspberry Ice, so cooling and nice,
In the freezer stood waiting for tea.
Said Miss Dunn: "Jh, I guess, If I dip
In niv dress,
A beautiful pink It will be."
Miss Aentha Ininn rose out of the sun,
And slipped off the gown In a trice.
She rolled It up tight tberu was no one
In slht
And she soaked It In raspberry lee.
It camo out quite pink, but what do
you think!
When the news of It reached mamma's
ear
She scolded much more than sho scolded
before.
Now, don't you think mothers are
queer?
CLEVER BIRDS AND ANIMALS
Magpies and Cats Possess Unusual In
tellect Interesting Tale of
Kitten and Tom Cat.
Magpies are as clever ns they are
noisy. One was offered an extinguish
ed cigar stump which it began to tear
apart. But apparently changing its
mind, the bird proceeded to rub the
Ktutnp, held in its beak, over every
part of its body', including the wings,
in a most careful and methodical man
ner. The experiment was subsequent
ly repeated many times, always with
the same result. The magpie Is so
fond of tobacco thnt it repeatedly has
snatched a lighted cir;ar from a man's
hard against bis will. It also picks
up fallen cigar ashes and strews them
over Its feathers.
It Is thought that these actions
have a purpose, the destruction of par
asitcs, and arc determined by atavism,
or inherited instinct. In the wild
state some unidentified plant must
have been used as an insecticide in
stead of tobacco. The magpie's action,
furthermore, seems to be an unques
tionable instance of the use of tools
by a lower animal.
Cats, too, are famously clever. A
kitten about six months old was taken
to a house a few miles from its birth
place, confined In a room, and tender
ly cared for during a week, and then
set at liberty. It vrns supposed to
have become accustomed to is new
surroundings, but it returned to Its
old home on the day of its release.
The sense of locality and direction
was exhibited still more strikingly by
an old torn cat which was stolen and
carried a distance of 20 miles, con
fined in a bag. The car was Imprison
ed, but made Its escape, and in a few
days reappeared in a pitiable state
at tho home of Its former master,
which was separated from that of the
thief by a high wooded cliff.
AUTOMOBILES MADE IN 1784
Machines, Propelled by Steam, Were
' Seen on English Highways Over
Century Ago.
Although aeroplanes may be said to
be a completely new invention, the
same cannot bo said of the automo
bile. That illustrated below is con
siderably over a century old. The
power employed was steam, and it
was to be scon on the highways of
The Flr6t Automobile.
England so far back as 1781. It was
at that time regarded as the wonder of
the world. In appearance It was cum
bersome, even when compared with
that nerve-racking production of the
present day, the motor-bus, but It an
swered Its purpose very well.
WAYS OF CATCHING MONKEYS
Filipino Natives Have Decidedly In.
terestlng Method of Capturing
Lazy Little Animals.
In the Philippine Islands the na
tives catch monkeys in a curious
way.
The monkeys are fond of the meat
of cocoanuts, which grow as plenti
fully there as apples do In our coun
try. They are lazy, though, about
gnawing through the outer bark, and
will only do so when exceedingly hun
gry. The natives take advantage- of
their greed and indolence by cutting
a email opening through the shell, just
large enough for Mr. Moul-ey'g long,
thin hand to penetrate.
When he once gets inside, he gets
his hands full of delicious, dainty
meat, and his hand Is naturally wi
der In this act than when It entered.
Finding his hand will not come out
tho monkey chatters and scolds, plain
ly showing his Indignation at the way
he has been trapped, but never thinks
of loosening his hold on the cocoa
nut and withdrawing his hands as eas
ily as ho put It in. Tilers he stands,
an angry monkey, until file man who
set the cocoanut trap comes and taket;
him captive.
Clever Pompadour.
Pompadour, a large Thomas cat
owned by Mrs. James Howe of Sko
whegan. Me., Is noted for his intelli
gence und sagacity, says the Boston
tllobe.
A short time apo he called another
rat to his aid to rid the house of a
lari'o number of mice. He directed
the strange cat to btand bv the door
leading into the shed while he (I'om-
padour) slowly worked a string that
bad a piece of cheese fastened to It.
alluring the mice Into tho kitchen.
Iliat night 40 or GO mice were clain
by Pompadour and his assistant.
Mr. Howe lives some dlutunce from
the postotlice and usually sends his
mall by the last evenln? train As
soon as he has his letters ready he
ties them to Pomnadour'a neck and
(4
the cat carries them to the postotlice.
iOT QUITE THE SAME THING
Party Tickets Had Changed Somewhat
Since the Old Gentleman
Handed Out Advice.
Evenhody who had known old
Henry admired him for the charity ol
his tongue when he spoke of his
neighbors. It was his most marked
characteristic except the independ
ence which he manifested in his po
litical affiliations. It mado a young
man who was visiting in the neighbor
hood curious, and ono day he man
aged to lead up to the subject and
ask the old man what had taught him
to keep such a good watch on his
tongue. ,
"It was my father," replied tho old
man, quietly. " A spl"iidld man, as I
remember him. lie always disliked
to hear folks gossiping unkindly
about each other. I'vo seen him, when
they began it, get on his foot, Just like
a cow grazing and gradually working
toward a hole in the fence, and be
fore any one knew it he'd be out ol
tho room, so's he couldn't hear 'cm.
"Ho talked to me about it. 'Henry,'
he'd say, 'when you're of age never
say anything about a man if you can't
say good of him, and always vote the
straight party ticket.' "
"But you don't vote that way."
"Well, sir," said Henry, "you see
my father said tho straight party tick
et; and when I came along to vote,
the pesky thing had got so crooked
that I don't believe he'd have recog.
nizod it."
THE BEST OF ITS KIND
Is always advertised, n fact H only pays
to advertise good tilings. When vou see
an article advertised In this paper year
after year you can be absolutely certain
that there Is merit to It because the con
tinued sale of any article depends upon
merit and to keep on advertising -one
must keep on selling. ATT good things
have Imitators, but imitations are not ad
vertised. They have no reputation to sus
tain, they never expect to have any per
nin,nc,n 8ale and J'our dealer would never
sell Ihcm if he studied your Interests.
Sixteen years ago Allen's Foot-Kase, the
antlseptla INjwger for the feet, was first
sold, and through newspaper advertising
and through people telling each other
what a good thing It was for tired and
8.ching feet It has now a permanent ale,
and hearly 200 so-called foot powders
have been put on tho market with the
hope of profiting by the reputation which
has been built up for Allen's Foot-Kase.
When you nsk for nn article advertised
In these papers see that you get It Avoid
substitutes. ,
u
History Cleared Up.
The third grade was "having his
tory." Forty youngsters were ma
king guesses about the life and char
acter of the Father of His Country,
when the teacher propounded & ques
tion that stumped them all.
"Why did Washington cross the Del
aware?" Why, Indeed? Not a child could
think of anything but the answer to
the famous chicken problem: "To get
on the other side," and, of course,
that wouldn't do. Then little Annie's
hand shot into the air. Little Annie
crossed the Delaware every summer
herself, hence the bright idea.
"Well, Annie?"
"Because he wanted to get to Atlan
tic City." Philadelphia Times.
The Nurse's Opinion.
A nurse had been called as a wit
ness to prove the correctness of tht
bill of a physician.
"Let us get at the facts in tht
case," said tho lawyer, who was do
ing a cross-examination stunt. "Didn't
the doctor make several visits after
the patient was out of danger?"
"No, sir," answered the nurse. "1
considered the patient in danger ai
long as the doctor continued his vl
'.ts."
An Unnecessary System.
"You ought to have a burglar alarm
system in your house," said the elec
trical supply agent, "so that you will
be awakened if a burglar raises one
of the windows or opens a door at
night."
"No burglar can get in here while
we are peacefully sleeping," replied
Mr. Newpop. "We are weaning our
baby."
Cleaned Out.
"I can't pay this taxicab bill."
'Then I'll take you to a police sta
lion." "I'll pay It. But take me to the
poorhouse and leave me there."
Louisville Courier-Journal. ,
Life Is two-thirds bluff, law Is three
fourths tyranny, piety Is nine-tenths
pretense. Be genuine and poor If you
would die respected. j
When a girl marries for a home she
seldom boasts of what she gets.
A COOL
PROPOSITION
And a Sure One.
Tho Body Does Not Feel Heat
Unpleasantly If It has
Proper Food
GrapeNuts
People can live In a temperature
which feels from ten to twenty degrees
cooler than their neighbors enjoy, by
regulating tho diet.
The plan is to avoid meat entirely for
breakfast; use a goodly allowance of
fruit, either fresh or cooked. Then fol
low wllh a saucer containing about four
leaping teaspoonfuls of Grape-Nuts,
rented with a little rich cream. Add to
this about two slices of crisp toast with
a imager amount of butter, and ono
cup of well-made Postuin.
By this selection of food tho bod.y
energy is preserved, while the hvi, car
bonaceous foods havo been left out.
Tbo result is u very marked difference
in the temperature of tho body, and
to this comfortable condition is added
the certainty of ease and perfect diges
tion, for the food being partially pre
digested is quickly assimilated by tho
digestive machinery.'
Kxperienee and experiment in food,
snd its application to the human body
has brought out these fticts. They
can be made use of and add materially
lo the comfort of the user.
Read the little book. "The Road to
V ellvllle," In pkgs. "There's a Reason."